Big Nerd Ranch: Day 0

broderic on May 22, 2006

Arrived in Atlanta around 3:00 pm. Watched the luggage carousel revolve for 20 minutes before my bag finally fell off the conveyor. Met the nerds around 5 minutes later. It’s just a bunch of guys, programmers and fellow Apple enthusiasts. After a ride in a rickety bus, we make it to the Historical Banning Mill. We mill about the place, eat dinner at 6:30, shoot some pool and go to back to our rooms around early. I end up reading my book, Robert Wilson’s “Spin.”

Sleep. Then onto several days of pure Cocoa pleasure.

Mac Nerdery

broderic on May 21, 2006

I am now in Atlanta participating in a big nerd fest. I am learning some Cocoa. And this is the type of vaction you have when you’re a geek.

Poseidon

broderic on May 20, 2006

Poseidon

This film had no heart. It should’ve cranked up the camp factor, but tried to play it straight. Plus, it was confusing as to who was the Gene Hackman character, Josh Lucas or Kurt Russell. And both of them played their roles as if they were Ernest Borgnine. When you wish for Shelley Winters to save the day, you know you’ve reached rock bottom.

May this Titanic wreck of a movie sink to the depths from which it came.

2 of 5 stars

Brick

broderic on May 20, 2006

Brick

This film felt like a Cohen brothers flick. When the car drives by the protagonist, I kept waiting for old guy to point at the character and give him a thumbs up a la Blood Simple. And the movie was straight up similar in plot to The Big Lebowski. In fact, I think that The Big Lebowski did a better detective story than Brick.

Overall, this film was trying to hard. You can see where it was being clever. The dialogue was hard to understand, not for the lingo, but because the mix was muddled. I never did get what he said in the end.

3 of 5 stars

Adventure from my Netflix queue: Lagaan

broderic on May 16, 2006

If you happen to peek at my Netflix queue, you’ll see a majority of foreign films. And when you think foreign films, you think of French cinema, chinese action flicks, and somber swedish films. But not too often do you think of Indian films. I can’t imagine why considering that Bollywood is the largest producer of movies in the world.

So, it is rather strange that I have yet to watch any movie from that country until now. I just finished watching Lagaan and was thoroughly pleased with the movie. It was a eye opener. And it was very enjoyable.

When I had opened the Netflix package and saw that it was a 4 hour epic. I was disheartened. When the film opened with what appears to be a love story plot, I was dreading the next three hours. I was wrong. And I am glad that I spent the previous two days to sit and watch the whole thing.

The story is convoluted. There was the love story. There was the plight of the downtrodden people plot. There was the forbidden love angle. There was the uprising of the people. There was the musical numbers. And there was cricket. Yes, cricket!

It was a mashup of many movies, yet it comes together to tell an amusing tale. There was the “Bad News Bears” theme where the ragtag team must come together and win. “Seven Samurai” echoed throughout the choosing of the team. I can’t believe that the sports theme can be found in many countries. Brilliant.

Also, it is true about Bollywood with the singing. The movie doesn’t get to a song until 25 minutes elapsed. I didn’t think the musical numbers would appear and then, the whole village began to sing. It was funny and wonderful at the same time.

4 of 5 stars

An American Haunting

broderic on May 13, 2006

An American Haunting. The only thing scary about this flick was why I paid money to see it on the first night.

I wanted to be scared.

Except this wasn’t the flick to do it. When the ghosts turn out to have been someone’s imagination/projection, then it ruins all creepiness that could’ve been had from the film. An actual explanation turns the hokum into hokum. It’s like the screenwriters had no conviction in their scary story.

Find something better.

1 of 5 stars

Mission Impossible III

broderic on May 13, 2006

Mission Impossible III. Where’s the McGuffin? Where’s the McGuffin? Where’s the Rabbi.. McGuffin?

That is the movie in a nut shell.

While I went into the theatre hoping for some of that magical summer movie magic, this film did not deliver. It was more like the magic found on the boob tube. That can be the case since the director, JJ Abrams, was responsible for “Lost” and “Alias.” Speaking of which, I had the distinct feeling that if they spent anymore time at the IMF headquarters, they’d find Sydney Bristow somewhere in the back.

A lot of the tropes, Abrams used was straight out of his television series. For example, the opening sequence harkens back to Alias’s first episode. Whatever?!

2 of 5 stars